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  <title>skyway avenue</title>
  <subtitle>too pretty for rock</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-12-17T06:33:17Z</updated>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-12-17T14:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-17T06:30:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-17T06:33:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Decided to give myself a head start on my resolutions for 2010, a little warming up should do the trick no? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Be a student, start attending lessons religiously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad I am keeping up with this for the past 2 weeks. I know 2 weeks seems easy &amp;amp; insignificant to most but I shall just give myself a pat on the back, especially with the constant reluctance to attend my beloved Meena's lessons. Claire &amp;amp; I shifted our slots to Friday 12-3 slot so that we can avoid head clashes with Meena every single morning since we are so grouchy all the damn time. Gossips seems to be the only way to keep us awake, &amp;amp; by gossips, it's celebrities gossips you people. Sorry that we feed on people's unfortunate events but it's the only driving force to keep us alive, at least for Meena's LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Start revision early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really falling behind since I have been passing tests &amp;amp; assignments! (: Scores are not super wow but then again they are call baby steps. Gna hit my good old Macs for massive revision sessions. Kinda dread it but excited enough as it brings back fond memories when I was so happy with all my JC mates, comparing to now. Lets just say 2009 is not my year definitely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Lose weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been there since 2008, seriously. Not working well enough apparently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Stop my unhealthy lifestyle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not denying the fact that I am loving it now &amp;amp; that it is will be hard for me to let it go, but it is really losing its vibe. Drinking hasn't', unfortunately. Maybe I should switch my place to bars &amp;amp; pubs to chillax instead of moving to the beats. Lets give this another good 3-4 months, until I turn officially 20. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Save money, I SO WANT TO TRAVEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all! Yes I am selfish but all my resolutions are for myself &amp;amp; myself only, not complaining but I am someone who can only change for myself &amp;amp; definitely not for others. There isn't just enough motivation y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Just want to give a shout out to my friends who pretty much made 2009 bearable. Lost friendships &amp;amp; new friendships made. &amp;amp; also to those who are apparently already trying to keep my back on track with my life, you are not forgotten!</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-12-15T18:20:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-15T10:20:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-15T10:20:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I do not like how things turned out. Maybe a backflip &amp;amp; a somersault will do the trick.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;WHOOOOOOSH&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pinnedupheart:31806</id>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-12-08T23:55:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-08T15:55:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-08T15:55:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really can't phantom why people managed to change so drastically within short periods. I know I am one of them but what gives us so much motivation that we succumb to changes so easily even though we were pretty comfortable w previous selves. Maybe its just within us, to strive for something that we think will make us feel better, in us &amp;amp; in front of our peers, for we always think that the grass is greener on the other side. But who do we hurt more? Ourselves or our loved ones who is dying to hold us back. To remain true to ourselves?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pinnedupheart:31622</id>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-12-02T20:20:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-02T12:12:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-02T15:38:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=3192147&amp;amp;id=721200414"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs037.snc3/12454_190312575414_721200414_3192146_1492140_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be jealous bitches! HAHAHA. Too bad we can't drive the SLK around cause D's parents were home if not CS sure cruise around like some atas king w his Raybans &amp;amp; I will act like some sey friend! D's house is mad awesome w his pool &amp;amp; steamroom &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; OSCAR&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-11-23T22:59:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-23T14:59:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-23T14:59:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm not disappearing, just that I am trying hard to make myself breathe from all the things I got myself into the past weeks. Work, school &amp;amp; friends. It's hard juggling these 3, commitments from work, self motivations to drag myself to school &amp;amp; do revisions and organized outings to meet friends. Haven't met some of favourites for a long time &amp;amp; I am glad that the year end is coming, making more chances &amp;amp; reasons to exchange a few conversations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never felt learning is a chore until now. School has never been so dreadful &amp;amp; it seems like the novelty is gone for schooling. So what if the days are short &amp;amp; I have a flexible life? I missed the hassle that I used to have in shifting classes, running late for classes &amp;amp; what's not. At least I was having fun half the time w my friends. Now we are just on our own world. Friends suddenly become so superficial. Just hi for lectures &amp;amp; bye for later, no connections, no chemistry, no friendship but purely companionships not avoid being label as a loser. Maybe cause I was lazy to start socializing but really, it's super tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, life will be better right?</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-11-01T22:53:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-01T15:46:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-01T15:46:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I shall make it up &amp;amp; post a decent post here since it was my escape zone more than a year back &amp;amp; I am seriously not doing justice by not writing something worthwhile here once in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop heeding into temptation's fates &amp;amp; lead a normal student life, hence, no more skipping lesson! After a month of partying, I packed up &amp;amp; went to good old Macs to mug my hearts out &amp;amp; I came back feeling so gooood~ like super accomplished that I did extra readings &amp;amp; tutorials by my v ownself &amp;amp; not succumbing to the pressure of my lecturers &amp;amp; peers. I'm glad that somehow I took the easy way out &amp;amp; if not my life will be sad all over again like it did for the past 2 years @ my holy YJC. Hence, I am sorry to all Local Unis students w all their midterms &amp;amp; never ending readings. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; I started my own supper club! ANYONE WANT TO JOIN?! But soon I will need a Jogging club to go along w it if not we will swell, burst &amp;amp; no one will want us anymore. ): Suppers w my legendary CHOCOLATE Tauhuey FTW! Oh shit, I'm craving for my fav salted egg crabs. ):&amp;nbsp;House Of Seafood soon! But for now, I think I should concentrate on eating Macs alone so that I can win the 50K! First its the 10K delivery thingy &amp;amp; now its 50K cutise monopoly card games. Wth! Macs really good at this &amp;quot;Buy &amp;amp; eat more! Then you can win the big prize&amp;quot; tatic. Good one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday blues cause school's tomorrow. Hate 830 lessons. ):&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My sis bf just won a instant win Cruise trip! &amp;amp; he's taking her along! WTF! So lucky I also want!</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-10-31T15:07:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-31T07:11:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-31T07:11:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Let's make life easier for me. Happy &amp;amp; elated or just plain grossed out w myself? Mmm, lets see both. I love my partial memory sometimes. :&amp;nbsp;D Remember all the least important &amp;amp; forget all the important. God, if only this doesn't apply to exams. ):</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-10-26T19:12:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-26T11:20:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-26T11:20:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This month has been nothing but rushing. Farewells, birthdays, parties, alot alot of suppers, work, tuitions &amp;amp; of course HALLOWEEN. Second time celebrating it &amp;amp; I fucking hope the zit on my face don't spoil it. Maybe I can go as the loser who has a big zit on my face! SHIINGZ MAN. Busy but felt like I didn't really accomplished much but 10KM NIKE HUMAN RACE. Not really satisfied but wtv, at least I completed that once in my life. Shit, I really hate the way I blog nowadays. Shall stick to twitter. Just updating as a &amp;quot;I'm all good&amp;quot; post to my friends. My tweets are blocked so please PM me if you have one so that we can follow okay!&amp;nbsp;:&amp;nbsp;D Okay, I think I'm behind my studies. Nov shall be a mugging post, watch this space man. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT!</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-09-19T02:02:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-18T18:05:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-18T18:07:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shall be lazy&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; not update this page cause I am v addicted to tweeting instead. No fuss &amp;amp; can do it anywhere. I'm sorry but blogging has certainly lose its vibe. Oh the side note, I hate it when my mum chants at night. It sounds freaky. Heng ghost gates close already HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out \m/&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-09-02T00:32:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-01T16:53:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-01T16:53:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=3869927&amp;amp;id=625097526&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=721200414"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs193.snc1/6520_145189607526_625097526_3869926_2209152_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up w my favorite girls, really have to say that it is the best time of my life having you people in my life in secondary school days. I have haven't been prouder than to be a Bowenian (wayyy more&amp;nbsp;than to be YJ-ian, somehow it doesn't have a nice ring to it haha. Ok fine, I hate being in YJ) despite being known as the school that had SARS, haha. \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am contemplating if I should skip Maths lecture this week. I was a good girl &amp;amp; went for Sociology lecture alone (kay, was late so can't sit w friends &amp;amp; my other late partner decided to skip!) &amp;amp; instead of itching to leave halfway after a small break, I endured the entire gruesome process cause my lecturer should win an award for being the most boring but talkative person alive. How can someone repeat the same thing for 15mins?! Thank god for trusty texting companions plus a random call full of complains that somehow make me feel better. Seems like my life does not suck so much cause there's always NS! (I can feel them hating me already for saying this! HAHA). So I thought I should deserve&amp;nbsp;some form of award&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; skip Maths right? Need&amp;nbsp;more time to catch up on Economics since the whole new graphs nonsense is mad confusing &amp;amp; I&amp;nbsp;still have no idea&amp;nbsp;what I'd learnt for Sociology to answer next&amp;nbsp;week test. Zomg shoot me. Then again, having&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;trusty&amp;nbsp;old gut feeling that she will prolly postpone it since she is so good at dragging lessons &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;have not even finished teaching la. Screwed up or&amp;nbsp;wht?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reflective line for the month:&amp;nbsp;How can something so good feels so bad?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHARON&amp;nbsp;TAN. Lets pray that your parents will extend your curfew time to at least 12AM. (Y) &amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-08-21T20:38:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-21T12:59:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-21T15:48:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hate how much self-discipline I had to instill myself these days. Lack of motivation, just rotting at home on a rainy day is a darn enticing thing to do for the rest of my life. I have already cultivated the habit on skipping lectures (2 so far, &amp;amp; its only week3). But this time round I don't enjoy the thrill of skipping &amp;amp; heading somewhere else to do something more productive &amp;amp; more fun, just a passive thought of &amp;quot;okay, gng to skip lecture today&amp;quot;. Damn it, I am still waiting for the time to pass by so that eventually I can find myself panicking &amp;amp; start mugging excessively until I announce the death of my braincells. Good times, at least I have a sense of achievement at the end of day, but not missing the anxious thoughts though. Can't believe that I had to succumb to some things once in a while against my wishes. Really thought I had the determination to make sure that none of that will happen but nooooo... though I will rather blame on fate sometimes. &amp;amp; now I had to dwell on it. I hate guilt, &amp;amp; I hate it more that I am the one guilt tripping myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, crashed NTU recently, I am still waiting for Jamie to upload the photos. Selfish bitch had already use one of the photos as her display pics but not uploading them. TSK. Somehow it had changed my impression of NTU. Was pretty against that school initially, was judging the crowd there, but its not all bad! Nice surroundings &amp;amp; people actually. Just that it is a tad too huge. Can't believe I was lost for like an whole hour &amp;amp; being a v stubborn person, I rather trust myself &amp;amp; walk &amp;amp; explore the entire place myself until I find my way, &amp;amp; not to take the steep slopes &amp;amp; the weather into consideration. Thank god I only suffered for an hour, could have suffered more LOL. Luck I guess. So it was an awesome day w good co. Gna crash there w Eunice soon I hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this space, pictures soon! : D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2294321&amp;amp;id=631972724"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs149.snc1/5560_118844592724_631972724_2294327_2492390_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2294321&amp;amp;id=631972724"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs129.snc1/5560_118844512724_631972724_2294314_169831_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ anor's room : D airconnn! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2294321&amp;amp;id=631972724"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs149.snc1/5560_118844547724_631972724_2294318_4013000_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2294321&amp;amp;id=631972724"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs149.snc1/5560_118844552724_631972724_2294319_6657153_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2294321&amp;amp;id=631972724"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs129.snc1/5560_118844557724_631972724_2294320_5576287_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;@ char's room&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2294321&amp;amp;id=631972724"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs129.snc1/5560_118844562724_631972724_2294321_1035121_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2294321&amp;amp;id=631972724"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs129.snc1/5560_118844567724_631972724_2294322_3476367_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ADM IS LIKE DAMN PRETTY! Golfcourse &amp;amp; perfect for star gazing at nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2294321&amp;amp;id=631972724"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs149.snc1/5560_118844577724_631972724_2294324_2360444_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2294321&amp;amp;id=631972724"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs129.snc1/5560_118844597724_631972724_2294328_4682761_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2294321&amp;amp;id=631972724"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs129.snc1/5560_118844607724_631972724_2294329_2922574_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2294321&amp;amp;id=631972724"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs149.snc1/5560_118844617724_631972724_2294331_3821911_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2294321&amp;amp;id=631972724"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs149.snc1/5560_118844627724_631972724_2294333_3388301_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2294321&amp;amp;id=631972724"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs129.snc1/5560_118844642724_631972724_2294335_7478712_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-08-12T00:54:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-11T17:19:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-11T17:19:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ZZZZ. Can someone please shoot the lame ass Russian hacker in his ass? First it was twitter &amp;amp; now FB. My hands are v itchy now &amp;amp; I want to play Bejewelled &amp;amp; Typing Maniac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been kind to me. Very. I had the first loner experience last Thursday &amp;amp; I'm glad that the sweet trick work (ZSY! START INVESTING IN SWEETS LA) But lecturers are super boring ttm. I guess I'm too used to crazy Aminah tactics where we need to practically fight for places to save our asses, good times though. Hit the snooze buttons like five times today, not proud of it cause I really want to be a good student. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NTU is stealing my friends away! Is like another NS since it is goddamn ulu &amp;amp; most are staying in halls. Come to think of it, its more of a jealousy going on cause I really want to stay in hall &amp;amp; get out of this madhouse ASAP. Rooms looked far more impressive than I thought but I rather go to NUS la. Feeling a tad regretful again cause SIM is not exactly a v fun place. Socializing suddenly become a v huge chore &amp;amp; the thought of putting up a thick &amp;amp; fresh new face every semester is killing me. I can't even be awake for the lecturers &amp;amp; now I need to look happy &amp;amp; friendly to random strangers. Zomg, shoot me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm falling sick AGAIN (what's new la). Feeling that age is really taking a toll on me since I am been insanely mad tired with body aches. Stamina is really slipping away. Appetite had been insane so maybe by feeling sick I can don't feel like eating anymore! HAPPY/SIANZ at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I had lose my knack for speaking in circles. Love to do if since I do not want the world to know what I'm talking bout but my close friends. Can you people switch to LJ or something?! Then can lock!</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-08-10T16:54:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-10T08:55:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-10T08:55:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Made a bet w alot of risks but it's worth it. Somehow I feel really fucking determine this time. Its time to say byebye to crazy nightlife &amp;amp; hello goody two shoes. Though I had made two exceptions.</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-08-07T00:55:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-06T16:58:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-06T16:58:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Galacticos part 2 says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;he recently joined the singapore tanning society&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;they have tanning session every saturday at yishun swimming complex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOS. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;wtf, gt such shit? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Galacticos part 2 says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;go google&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOS. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ANYHOW. dnt have la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Galacticos part 2 says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;hhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I actually believed such a thing exist &amp;amp; really did google bout it. Feels damn bimbo all of a sudden. Maybe I am a bimbo afterall. ): &lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; twitter is down! ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-08-04T01:17:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-03T17:22:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-04T15:19:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Survived the first day of school with flying colours (LOL, totally reminded me of my primary school days where we scribbled tht in everyone's autograph books) &amp;amp; yet I can't emphasize how much luck I had. Met some fellow Netballers in the same lecture as me so I didn't die as Lonelygal101. But bad habits die hard, slept for a good 30mins while in lecture today. Can't help it if the lecturer is SO monotonous &amp;amp; trying his very best to be funny, which I decided to be nice &amp;amp; give some courtsey laughs back to him since I feel so goddamn blessed by ladyluck &amp;amp; God w some familiar faces on the first day. Ho ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like snapping my hair again. It's taking FOREVER to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like shopping again. Sighz</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-07-28T18:00:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-28T10:41:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-28T10:41:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">42KM run? Should I or should I not? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training seems enticing w the sole factor of pushing my butt outta the house to sweat it out but I prefer swimming now. The irony considering how much I hate swimming for 19years. Not a fan of water &amp;amp; prolly my swimming coach made me hate swimming by making my life miserable., Was force to swim 30laps every swimming lessons at the young age of 10. Sighz, bad memories. All I want to do now is to go back to ballet now. Been watching SYTYCD 5 &amp;amp; they always make dancing so inspiring though I am not even a fraction of them gahh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to be playing overnight MJ later @ Jamie's but poor ZSY is sick. I want to lose money in MJ also cannot. ):</content>
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    <title>Big Fat Whiny</title>
    <published>2009-07-24T14:05:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-24T14:05:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i30.tinypic.com/28srgj5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THIS BAG V BADLY! ): ITS ON SALE BUT OOS ON SITE. WTFFFF! MAJOR EPIC UNLUCKY TO THE MAX! I HATE MYSELF ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, so many people dying from H1N1, might as well close school. Cause I am not looking forward to it. No orientation=no friends. Loserville much &amp;amp; no one to help me cover my backside when I skip school &amp;amp; lesson. Haha, school has not start yet &amp;amp; I am already planning to slack already. Want to swim but my damn menses has to spoil it. Oh, today I'm not talking in circles. :&amp;nbsp;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh a sidenote, I hate my touchscreen phone. Any kind soul can loan me any phone. I just need a simple phone w keypads. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-07-14T00:56:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-13T17:17:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-13T17:20:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Loath the fact that how under appreciated I am to some. Sweet talks meant nothing &amp;amp; most are reflected via actions since they are deemed nothing but empty promises. &amp;amp; yet I keep giving in to the extend that I feel so awful about my soft hearted-ness Feel like shouting, but this feeling should probably die down by tomorrow. Ugh, I hate moodswings myself cause I will rather I handle them on my own than throwing it on others but I realised how much moodswings I had endured before so maybe it's payback time? Then again, old habits die hard &amp;amp; my angsty/cranky moods are only shown to some who had been nothing but to a dear to me. Meantime I really want to spread my &amp;quot;My life suckz &amp;amp; yours ain't better&amp;quot; feeling to the world, just to make me a tad better &amp;amp; there's nothing but shame. My BBs are aching, sure sign of my menses' arrival so it's nothing but PMS, I hope. Okay, definitely is cause one minute I'm high &amp;amp; happy &amp;amp; within 10 seconds, I'm feeling v depressed about myself (body, face, pimples, money, clothes, school, you name it I got it) So terrible anwz! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;/edit (within the span of 30secs. I know, even I am scaring myself) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so much better &amp;amp; have an urge to pinch someone chubby face now. Oh! &amp;amp; bring my darling nephew out cause he's nothing but a effing sweetheart &amp;amp; I want to hug him now. : D So mad cute that he even danced along w me to PCD songs while playing on MTV. I MISS HIMMM !! &amp;lt;3 He might be a potential clubber/dancer since he dance rather well. At least he beat those random fists waving/boxing, body swaying/jumping male clubbers. HAHA.  He can shake his butt! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" style="width: 642px; height: 856px;" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/2djuykn.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-07-12T22:50:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-12T14:57:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-12T14:57:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Pardon my angst. BUT WHO THE FUCK UNINSTALL MICROSOFT OFFICE 2007 TO MAKE SPACE FOR RETARDED GAMES LIKE L4D &amp;amp; SIMS 3? YES, NONE OTHER BUT MY FUCKING RETARDED SISTER WHO HAS FUCKING NO BRAINS. &amp;amp; NOW MY COMPUTER IS FUCKING REDUNDANT THAT I CANNOT DO ANYTHING &amp;amp; DOWNLOAD ALL THE IMPORTANT THINGS FROM UNIVERSITY NOW. BRAINLESS BITCH I WOULD SAY. &amp;amp; now my mother is siding her &amp;amp; going to buy her a computer or laptop or wtv the fuck is while now I AM STUCK W THIS LOUSY LAPPY FOR UNI. WTF IS THIS. FUCKING UNJUSTIFIED.</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-07-10T01:28:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-09T17:44:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-09T17:47:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Munching on carrot cake now makes me damn happy now.Screw those fats coming to resides inside me (hopefully good fats!) but for the past few nights I had literally no dinner &amp;amp; every night was a painful process of starving myself until 4 in the morn. Hormones are really screwing my dieting plans, though they are like only 40% fool-proof but then again! Sighz, stomach stop growling for the next few nights kay? I have pamper you enough already. :&amp;nbsp;D You are gonna a pig-feast tomorrow since it's sis birthday. I'm smelling Crabs! Excited much ho ho. Salted eggs or Chilli?</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-07-07T21:58:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-07T14:13:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-07T14:35:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Frustrating now cause there's a little voice telling me that I am making the wrong move. I repeated my situation so many times &amp;amp; till now I only have one firm supporter &amp;amp; the rest just gave me WTH/WTF faces like I just threw away a million bucks. I wished I was like a week ago when I just told the caller a flat no &amp;amp; I there was no need for a grace period or any reconsiderations cause I am persuing something I love &amp;amp; like &amp;amp; I will not condemn or hate myself for the rest of my life for doing it. But after hearing them I am actually pondering over my options &amp;amp; deep-down I know I want to join the majority. Why can't I just be more determined?!!?&amp;nbsp;This is really nutizified! (Fine, I made up that word). Maybe I just need more support.... ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word: &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pinnedupheart:26426</id>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-06-27T00:25:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-26T16:51:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-28T13:24:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yet another day at Loserville partly due to me being a v responsible citizen &amp;amp; have decided to quranitine myself from the paranoid crowd where a single cough from me will spark some form of commotion. I should be thanking God that I am not wearing a mask or having a fever yet. H1N1 is such a bitch &amp;amp; now my weekends are so empty, good news is I avoid spending money! So that is rather an attractive form (better than working I must say). Sighs, I'm earning peanuts this month cause I am plain old lardy to drag myself to work, which is a problem for part-timers like me &amp;amp; flexible timings. Who am I kidding, I even fake my own fever to get out of work. I'm such a doom case. Gahh. Shit, am hating my immune system. Such a sickly bitch. Oh, in the meantime, I am proud to announced that I haven't bought ANYTHING for the past one week. :&amp;nbsp;D I have cultivated a new form of self-control that I am so amaze at myself really. Window shopping is killing me from inside out w all the pretty things I wish I could own &amp;amp; GSS! Did I need to mention how pathetic the sales are this year? &amp;amp; to think we are suffering from some credit crunch &amp;amp; GSS was supposed to stimulate some form of consumer spending to increase Consumption (here goes my blabber in Economics) but I don't see, which feels like that a series of cheatings going around here. I wish Sg can be more US/Europe where sales are literally sales &amp;amp; prices are slashed down to like 80%?&amp;nbsp;I WANT~! ): &amp;amp; any kind souls going to risk their lives to travel to US &amp;amp; help me buy cheaper (comparatively&amp;nbsp;to Sg) bags? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; for the record, I only have coughs &amp;amp; nothing else. Lets hope that it remains that way. If I really contract H1N1, I might as well invest 100bucks in some TOTO or BigSweep thing. CANNOT BE SO GODDAMN UNLUCKY RIGHT? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?op=4&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=721200414&amp;amp;pid=2874804&amp;amp;id=802313834"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs119.snc1/4986_116626523834_802313834_2874805_3055160_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?op=4&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=721200414&amp;amp;pid=2874806&amp;amp;id=802313834"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs119.snc1/4986_116626608834_802313834_2874819_7012200_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?op=4&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=721200414&amp;amp;pid=2874806&amp;amp;id=802313834"&gt;&lt;img height="452" alt="" width="604" seq="1" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs099.snc1/4986_116626618834_802313834_2874821_5298181_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?op=4&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=721200414&amp;amp;pid=2874806&amp;amp;id=802313834"&gt;&lt;img height="452" alt="" width="604" seq="3" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs099.snc1/4986_116626658834_802313834_2874829_4634523_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?op=4&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=721200414&amp;amp;pid=2874806&amp;amp;id=802313834"&gt;&lt;img height="452" alt="" width="604" seq="12" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs119.snc1/4986_116626663834_802313834_2874830_5910892_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?op=4&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=721200414&amp;amp;pid=2874806&amp;amp;id=802313834"&gt;&lt;img height="452" alt="" width="604" seq="29" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs099.snc1/4986_116626688834_802313834_2874835_3542869_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?op=4&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=721200414&amp;amp;pid=2874806&amp;amp;id=802313834"&gt;&lt;img height="495" alt="" width="604" seq="41" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs110.snc1/4808_92502172724_631972724_1910154_6312491_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?op=4&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=721200414&amp;amp;pid=2874806&amp;amp;id=802313834"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" seq="42" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs110.snc1/4808_92502162724_631972724_1910153_6164488_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add on the big ho-ha on recent celebrities deaths, rest in peace MJ &amp;amp; the old Angel. I wouldn't miss ya'll but the world does. :&amp;nbsp;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the few 101 reasons why I am gaining weight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&amp;nbsp;W my aunt constant visits &amp;amp; whipping up good food. I find myself stuffing myself though I'm pretty much gng to explode&lt;br /&gt;2) Family gatherings, a good way to have fun over foodfood&amp;amp; more food. Seriously, Ive been indulging in steaks for 2 days in a row&lt;br /&gt;3) Found new places to buy exotic, cheap&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; delish&amp;nbsp;food. &amp;amp; mum is so psych. &amp;amp; so am I. &lt;br /&gt;4) My fridge is full of food.&lt;br /&gt;5) Jogging &amp;amp; coughing is a bad combination. Unless you wnt me to die of asthma or something. Long hiatus for now. ):&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-06-20T02:59:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-19T19:14:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-19T19:16:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanced upon this video while bloghopping &amp;amp; like seriously wthzomggttm my goosebumps jst raised itself into a whole new level. Like omg, now my fright of having a child has worsen. Are you sure that it is even possible for my tummy to actually rumble on the surface of my epidermic skin level (like to that extend) when my kid in my body moves???! Hell, I can't even imagine myself w a belly swell up so big like that (&amp;amp; to think I prefer having twins cause I think having 2 of the exact same thing makes everything so adorable. I think my stomach will jst explode) &amp;amp; now my tummy will have some ripple effects &amp;amp; a whole lot of vibrations? I feel like some little monster being cultivated inside is gng to rip her stomach out. This is shitty scary to the max &amp;amp; maybe I should just stick to adoption so my poor husband, he better be infertile &amp;amp; have his self-esteem affected. HAHA. Okay, I kinda rather myself to be infertile now so the thought of having a child will not cross my mind. Sure, my maternal instincts will soon kick in but I can imagine myself swelling up for the next nine months w a living thing inside moving &amp;amp; constantly kicking my tummy. Not to mention having weird cravings in the middle of the night, insane vomitting sensations &amp;amp; bloated swollen feets aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I chased everyone to bed but me myself is still rather wide awake, TSK. Oh, &amp;amp; I think my blog is v dead cause I don't really update bout recent happenings unless I have the time or rather the determination to upload those pictures on the v idiot hosting sites which always never fail to give me a whole lot of problem. Just go FB &amp;amp; see &amp;amp; make your guesses cause I am plain to lazy to recollect al the details &amp;amp; vomit the details out. Okay, Joanna is back to being a lard. (huge applause. Gives bow &amp;amp; leaves) I'm out \m/ &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-06-14T01:22:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-13T17:38:25Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loser-ish weekend started w me being stuck at home apart from heading to work &amp;amp; me skipping work on friday since the sun simply wants to murder us all. Was supposed to end it off with me stop being a lard but now I'm down w Conjunctivitis. ): I predict my Batam trip will be soiled with a very unexpected guest, so unexpected that I wish she will not come (God, please!). I want to play on the beach &amp;amp; soak up some sun &amp;amp;  look more healthy than before. Shit, my eyes are so red that I look like some ghost w red bleeding eyes. You know how they say when you look through the eyehole &amp;amp; you see nothing but redness? It means that some ghost w red eyes are staring back at you via the same eyehole. At least I know that the ghost is on the other side on the door. Ah, not making myself feeling better. Oh now I don't even need a reason to start those tearducts. Wthhhhhh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/images/conjunctivitis"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="conjunctivitis Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i666.photobucket.com/albums/vv26/h201_group/pictures/conjunctivitis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>pinnedupheart @ 2009-06-12T02:13:00</title>
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    <content type="html">This is like the worst shit I ever gotten from being stepped on by someone just once. I think she probably weigh like idk, 70kg cause I never knew being stepped on for like a split second can cause my blood vessels to burst &amp;amp; my feet looks really swell up now. ): Can you see the greenish w red blotches patch??! There's more of my ankle la! I think its her heels or something. Can't really remember (my blueblacks appear v mysteriously to me cause I'm an accident pro). But please, being step on is so not my fault can! (I'm talking bout my cluminess) So obivously I remembered it. Yes I know I have v short toes. ): &amp;amp; short toenails. Ok, I have ugly feet. HAHA.&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" style="width: 524px; height: 420px" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/jtlzrb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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